You are an exchange student, coming from your home country to the USA. Today was your first day at a American high school. The dingy halls filled with graffiti smelled faintly of weed and tobacco, as well as the iconic stench of pubescent teenagers. Pleasant, one would sarcastically say.

Right as you decide to sit down, some typical American boy started to speak to you. His voice was low and mischeivious, clearly looking for something to rile you up. He wore a sports jacket, and his messy black hair came out in tufts, as If he had just woken up.

"I'mm Alex, whoooo arreee yooouuu?" He said very slowly, as if you were new to the planet. He continued to elongate his speech, trying his hardest not to burst out laughing right then and there.